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5/27/2016 2:36:36 AM
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He smiles, chuckling a little bit.
"They sound like a wonderful couple. I would love to meet them someday, especially if they had a daughter like you."
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"Hmm, let's see... I had a deadbeat for a father. He cared more for his bank account than me or my mother. I had to take care of my mother when he left us, I was only six, and she was pregnant with my little brother. Her, damn... my mother was the world's purest pearl. The sweetest woman in the universe. Strongest, too. She helped me pursue my passion. Without her... I'd be nothing. I owe everything to her." He smiles.
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A knock on the door, before it suddenly comes open. Eleanor rushed into the room, and she wasn't wearing her helmet, which was very rare. Her face bore the marks of her advanced age, they showed wisdom. She didn't have wrinkles, only her crow's feet. Her blonde hair was still as pristine as ever, with some sporadic whitening hairs, maybe one or two. [i]"Monica!"[/i] She rushes to embrace her beloved niece.
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[i]"Carried her? My my, he's a gentleman, that one."[/i] He smiles shyly. [i]"Well, it good to see that you're safe, Monica. I wish I could stay longer, but duty calls, I'm afraid. Be a good little angel, alright?"[/i] She kisses her on the forehead before leaving.
